1. lately, like every morning for the past week or so, i've been waking up and looking out the window expecting to see snow. there have been no forecasts or hints of it, except for the dream i had the other day, and today finally, everything is white.

2. whenever the front door is opened, kitty-boo looks so intently out onto the street. he's So curious and wants to go outside So badly. he'll sit at the front door all regal and adorable and look at you, make eye contact, and then tilt his head up to the door knob, like he's saying "hey guys! i'm here! i'm ready! i don't need a coat or anything, so come on, let's go!" i'm worried that he'll go outdoors and attempt to find his old home, and won't find his way back here. apparently ragdolls can be trained to walk on a leash. i am absolutely going to try it with him, as stupid as it sounds. he's hardly a cat. he's more of a puppy-bear. literally.

3. last night i Could Not sleep. it's a rarity that i go to bed with nicholas and he crashes out while i lie awake. regardless of the anxiety i get while i try and will sleep upon myself, the comfort i get from him being there with me is heartening enough.

4. while lying in bed before sleep i oftentimes create scenarios and conversations (between fictional characters and actual characters in my life). joe let me borrow this awful book about GEN X and i read 3 chapters max before giving up on it, and for some reason i was thinking of that last night, and thinking about why exactly i gave up on it, when i came up with what i thought was a clever way of telling him i thought it was lame while also showcasing my ability to be witty and amusing. looking back it's actually kind of silly, but i think (that in paring it down), i also came up with a really vaguely good 1-line description of myself: A shy side-sleeper with big glasses.